We're all mad here…some just more so than others

six strings tie us back together a moment of frustration turned to trying something new my fumbling fingers his sorta mocking chuckle upon discovery I carry on then in curiosity he takes the guitar from me tries to remember the right chords I’m okay and I walk away he searches for me sits close and… Continue reading

Sometimes I wonder if you even know me. Words come out of my mouth but I’m not sure they ever reach your ears, let alone your heart. I attend board meetings now for a nonprofit that I’m working to start. With my loveliest friend and mentor. She was just diagnosed with cancer. Things in the… Continue reading You Don’t See Me

I am once again tired of being the emotional thermostat for the other people in my home. Why can’t my bad day be my own without everyone coming along for the ride and piling all their shit on top of me so that I can’t possibly feel my feelings without first having to sort through… Continue reading

The other night the Engineer said something uncharacteristically mean to me. I fought the urge to unleash my inner teenage girl on him as I sometimes do and chose my other option which was to go hide for a little bit until I could pull myself back together. While I was hiding, he came to… Continue reading It’s Hard for Me to Say I’m Sorry

So this morning I sent my lovely friend a quote that made me think of her. The sentiment was basically that it’s great having a friend who will celebrate the big events in your life but it’s even more awesome having a friend that celebrates when you get out of bed and shower when you’re… Continue reading This is the Thought That Never Ends…

For the last week, I’ve gone around with at least half a dozen hair slides of varying degrees of sparkle in my hair. They were presents for Pixie. She’s taken lately though to the desire to do my hair for me everyday. First she sprays me down with the spray conditioner that makes one smell… Continue reading Give Her Effervescence, She Needs a Little Sparkle…

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There's two sides to every coin, right? Can I be my amusing self and my depressed, thoughtful self and still be liked? It seems like people want one or the other but this is all of me....the light and the dark. I can't have one without the other.